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Red Ink
182
Hip-Hop/Rap
Red Ink was released on November 1, 2018 by Duetti as a part of the album Life Still Ain't Fair
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Release DateNovember 1, 2018
LabelDuetti
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Dev
Lil Dev
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devon Rache Mike
Devon Rache Mike
Songwriter

Lyrics

GANG
You know what I'm saying
We get down to buissnis and shit like that
I'm just giving you **** a pice of my life, a pice of my heart
I wrote this shit in red ink
Spilled it on the pavement you know what I'm saying, huh
Look, Sky is the limit, if I got it then the guys can get it
From the buttom I never criticied ambition
All the hatered and pain can not stop my vision
So many **** in their feelins', and mine just missin'
Lost **** to the street, or they died in prison
I know my, grandma thank god I listened
Could been another **** that got lined by bitches
So if the shoe dont fit, **** mind your buissnis
Posted by the dolla store eatn' fries and chicken
My mamas was bitchin', found dope inside my kitchen
Kick me out, cause I wasent even tryin' to fix it
It hurts more, when you lil brother blined by bitches
I mean, why do I feel how I feel with the steel, like Shaquille
O’Neal one of these ****
Quake somethin' make me oatmeal one of these ****
To keep it real tho, I dont feel non of these ****
We all cry sometimes, make me feel like shit
And I lie sometimes, but I still reminisce, ah
Takin' life risk mornin' to the night shift
And everyday I want to take a flight to a nice trip
Get a nice whip porbably get a nice bitch
Youngin', babyboy with the braids was afraid
A love, and everything that I seen in my eyes made my tears and my heart fill a week
Damn, damn stright breakin' em
Man made these **** minastariton
Don't hear what you sayin'
Feel like Obama with twin choppas ready for any rasta
I dont care about Versace, Gucci or Ferragamo
I care about the commas, ****
And i can put that on my mama
Bitch **** dont really want no drama
Ain't been around the world, but I been some places
Meet so many girls, seen so many faces
Couple bitches gave me hearts I'm forever breakin'
You would thougth we was henny the way these bitches chase us
When i first meet her imagine what I seen
Light skin, pretty face with the fitted jeans
Fell in love with the hollum just like the movie scene
Like Bobby Johnson when he first meet Francine
You gonna die over numbers tryna' protect the queen
Nah I die for my mother if you ever touch her ring
And I die for my brothers you ever crush their dreams
Put that on everything
Shined all year and grinded all winter, just to prepare for summer
With no supper, all I know is hunger
All I know is pain, all I know is rain
This shit ain't a game, this shit fucking with my brain
I get whaped down for a minute
Most **** got shot down in the trenches
Ridin' around in a Civic, 4 doors tinted
And I'm known to pop eyes and if you touch spinach
**** handle buissnis
Champagne and apple cider
Your favorite book, your favorite writer
Practise what you preach or forget the bible
From a hood where **** steal your lighters, hahaha..
I'm the secret behind your song like a ghost writer
Its crazy when your best friend change for a groupie
Change over money and, change over coochie
Knew they where pussies, cause their lips moves loosely
Now my cut off list look like the credits on a movie
Wrap **** up, you would think they had a dooubie
Snack **** up, you would think I where Scooby
Tired of **** talkin' like they really wanna do sumum'
They really gonna do nuin'
All they do is frontin'
And I cry sometimes, you know how pain feel
You know you lied sometimes, you know how rain feel
Just to get to another summer
No Rihanna this a umbrella, greace
I just want **** to zone with me
My **** (Jesoul?) let me rock out real quick
You know what I'm sayin'
Got TJ, Scooba over there in the cut
Roll that weed up S
You know what I'm sayin'
Just take a zone with us real quick
GANG
Written by: Devon Rache Mike
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